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TOM-HOLLAND-PARKER MASTERLIST

who I write for:

Tom Holland

Peter Parker

Arvin Russel

Sebastian Stan (On hold for now)

Bucky Barnes

TAGLIST

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Sugar daddy AU survey

Champagne Problems:

Summary: Tom asked you a life changing question but you can’t give the right answer.

Warning: Themes of mental health issues such as depression and Eating disorders

Word count: 1481

Late nights:

Summary: Tom has spent more time memorizing his script than he does sleeping.

Word count: 488

A Classroom Visit:

Summary: Tom visit your kindergarten class one day to drop off your lunch bag. Now all your students know you date Spiderman

Word count: 1063

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Newbie T.H

fuckboy!tom

Warnings: language, mentions of alcohol, usual typos

You were sitting in your classroom reading through your textbook and waiting for the professor to come, when all of a sudden the sound of whispers followed by an eruption of laughter coming from the group of frat boys caught your attention. You raised your head and look at them through the frames of you glasses only to see all of them looking at you making you even more self-conscious

Shifting your attention back your book you heard an even louder sound of laughter erupt from them; of course they must've been talking about you, there was no doubt there. If anyone had handed you a surprise test you would have aced it, but if you were put at any social event you would pass out just at the thought of, that is why college was a nightmare. You had no idea how these bozos could go to a party every second day and yet be alive at this point.

Soon enough the lecture was over and you were collecting your things to head to your next class, you realized that the only way to do so was to pass the group of boys. Clutching on to your things you successfully passed their posse, or so you thought.

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✧･ﾟ: 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ✧･ﾟ:

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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲

𝐌𝐨𝐛!𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐌𝐨𝐛!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤’𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬.

𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐂𝐄𝐎!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐀 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐨𝐲!𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫?

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞?

𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝’𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

𝐐𝐎𝐇!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞!𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥!𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝

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𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬.

𝐂𝐞𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲!𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚’𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐛𝐲 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔

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𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐬

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Chapter One- Senior Year

Chapter Two- Why Is He In Your Bed

Chapter Three- Kisses

Chapter Four- A Date

Chapter Five- Girlfriend and Movies

Chapter Six- IDFC

Chapter Seven-War Of Hearts

Chapter Eight- Hold On

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

𝐂𝐄𝐎!𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Chapter One- Marry Me

Chapter Two- Vegas Baby

Chapter Three- Mr & Mrs Raeken

Chapter Four- Honeymoon

Chapter Five- Versace ✍

oh my god. after seeing those pics of tom in his suit sticking his tongue out. ITS GOT ME FEELING SOME TYPE OF WAY. it gave me such richkid!tom vibes/fuckboy!tom vibes. like baby boy what that tongue DO? im so sorry but IT HAD TO BE SAID

You know at any event you happen to be at when he’s there is just going to lead to something quick in a closet or a bathroom somewhere, as it always does. Tom’s arrogant and thinks he can do whatever and get anyone he wants, it comes with the territory but you’re the one person who can switch things around. And at this one event for some big-time investor, you two end up in a bathroom, Tom’s hands over your dress and squeezing your ass, his lips attached to your neck, threatening to leave pretty purple marks that scream his name.

And you can feel him smirking the more he assaults your neck, hearing you try to be quiet and you’re giving him everything he wants. You’re wrapped around his finger. And he just can’t help but pick you up and place you on the counter, spreading your legs and you’re pleasing for him to do something, anything. But, you’re in a time-crunch and Tom’s sees this going two ways: he fucks you right here and now and you both go your separate ways for the night or he gets you off with his tongue but leaves you wanting more which would lead to another quickie later one (aka, the one he ALWAYS chooses)

The next thing you know, he’s pulling your underwear down and pulling your dress up, crouching down as he puts your legs over his shoulders. His tongue darts out of his mouth, tasting your juice with a moan and your hand goes to his perfectly gelled hair, encouraging him to keep going. And he does, his tongue darts inside you, marking the alphabet before he switches to his tongue flicking at your clit, his fingers inside of you while you’re covering your mouth to keep quiet, head thrown back against the mirror. And you’re coming underdone within minutes, head spinning and heart pounding.

Tom comes up once he’s worked your through your high, sucking on his fingers with a “pop” and a smirk before “We’ll finish this later.” And doesn’t even adjust himself in the mirror, a proud and confident stride in his steps.

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Shock, Disbelief, Hurt.

[fuckboy!roommate!tom x reader]

Part Two

Warnings: language, lotsa angst

Summary: Not all friends make up this way but it sure worked for you and Tom.

NEW TAGLIST

After what happened at the party last night, Tom stayed at his mum’s, leaving you to clean up the mess that was left behind.

You woke up late and hungover with the biggest headache you’ve ever had. Most things from the night before were a blur except the most painful things - your fight with Tom.

You stumble out of your bed after laying there and staring at the ceiling for too long. Tripping over the empty red solo cups, you make your way to the kitchen to make coffee to sober yourself up. You sigh as you take a sip of the warm cup, your thoughts roaming around every corner in your mind while your eyes roam around the room in front of you.

You think about every possible outcome besides the one that happened. What would’ve happened if you hadn’t have made out with Harrison? Or if you and Tom just stuck with each other and didn’t try to get revenge.

The front door unlocks and you start panicking. The only two people who have a key to your apartment are Tom and Harrison - both of whom, you don’t want to face right now.

You hide your face in your hands to avoid seeing whoever it is. The sound of the footsteps are so familiar, it gives it away. You still can’t look up. Even when he drops his keys on the counter right next to your head. Even when he walks into the kitchen and grabs a bottle of water. You only look up when he’s walking down the hallway to his bedroom.

God, you wish you could fix everything.

You start to clean up everything out of boredom and quite frankly, to impress Tom and get him talking to you again. With your hands full of empty cups and garbage, you stand up but stub your toe against the leg of he coffee table, knocking over a glass beer bottle. It shatters as you limp onto your other foot and put pressure onto the pile glass shards.

“FUCK,” you yell as everything in your hands go flying and you fall into the couch. Groans and hums of pain fill your mouth and escape through gritted teeth.

Tom’s door slams open as he comes running out. “Oh shit, what happened?” He looks at you and the ground and back at you and then to your foot that is now bleeding out.

“I tripped on the table and then the glass fell over and I stepped in it,” you try and make your words sound like actual words and not just mumble together.

“Uuhhh oh my god, I’ll go get ice or something,” he looks around for anything he can help you with, his voice just as fast and panicky as yours.

“Ice won’t do anything!”

“Well then I’ll get a towel, I don’t know!!” He scurries around from room to room, bringing back a wet towel and vaseline.

“Aaahhhh please hurry,” you squeeze your eyes shut and bite down on your bottom lip.

“I’m trying, I’m trying,” he mutters as he kneels down in front of you, taking the towel and lightly pressing it against the cuts and cleaning them up.

You flinch a little bit and he apologizes shyly. There’s a sadness that builds up behind your eyes and you can’t tell if it because of the pain of your foot or because of the way Tom was taking care of you after everything that happened last night.

“Hold the towel there, I’ll go get you a bandage,” he says without looking at your face at all.

“Thank you,” you say as a half smile spreads across his face.

He comes back with the bandage, plops himself down next to you, saying “here” through a sigh.

There’s a few moments of silence between you two as you wrap the bandage around your foot.

“Tom,” you start off just to make his puppy-dog eyes look at you. “I’m really sorry about last night. I should’ve just -“

“- Nah, it’s okay. I don’t want to talk about that.” He shakes his head and folds his arms, immediately looking away from you again.

“Uhm, are you serious?” You stutter a little bit. “I feel like we kind of have to talk about it.”

“Talk about what, Y/N? I said what I said and you obviously don’t feel the same, so there’s nothing I can do about it.” He looks at you for a brief second and then turns his head away again.

“But I -“

“Y/N please. I can’t,” he stands up, “I think I’ll just stay at my mum’s for a little longer.”

“Tom!!” You stop him from going anywhere, leaning over the arm of the couch and pulling his arm back to you. “I do feel the same, though.” You squeak, almost too quiet and sheepish to hear.

“You do? You what?” He questions as he comes closer, making sure he heard what he thought he heard.

“I do love you. I have for a lo-ong time,” you exaggerate, naturally smiling a little bit but stopping yourself before it gets too big.

“Wait, wait,” he sits back down on the couch, facing you more now. “You love me or you’re IN love with me?”

“I mean I’m - I’m really,” you take a deep breath, “I’m in love with you.” You say so quickly, it feels like it just rolls off your tongue.

And without saying a word, without even a facial expression as a warning, Tom dives into you, sinking his hand into your hair and making his lips collide with yours.

You’re shocked at first, it’s hard to react but it feels so right and so good you just start moving your mouth in sync with his and everything just falls into place. You’re both lying on the couch, hands in each other’s hair or pulling the other closer to you. His body is so warm against yours, his lips are so soft and each movement comes with a short sweet breath where he takes it all in and admires you.

“I’m so sorry about everything,” he mumbles, not being able to take his lips off of yours.

“Don’t be,” you pull away and brush your thumb against his cheek as if pulling his lips into a smile. “I’m the one who should be sorry.”

“Hmmm, yeah making out with my best friend just because you were mad at me is kind of a dick move,” he teases. “But I guess it’s fine because you lOvE mE,” he says in a baby voice as he kisses your lips again.

“Have you guys talked since last night?” He swings your legs so they now lay over his, both of you now sitting upright on the couch side by side.

“Not really. To be honest, I was more mad at him than I ever was at you.”

“Yeah right, that’s such a lie.”

He hesitates for a little before admitting that you’re right.

“You made out with my best friend and I leave my beer bottle on the corner of a table just so you can cut your foot on it. There, we’re equal. Can we make out again?” He laughs a little but you know he’s being dead serious about that last part.

You roll your eyes and bring yourself closer to him, slowly kissing him while he follows your pattern lays down so you’re on top this time. You’ll kiss for a while and then look at each other and smile and then continue kissing, and then stop again to hold each other and nearly cry because of how meant to be it all feels.

Fate is what made you fight last night, and if it weren’t for that stupid fight, you wouldn’t have to ended up in his arms.

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You Up

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: You had told yourself that you would just ignore him this time; that this would be the time that you wouldn’t give in.

Warning(s): fuckboi!Tom, a little angst, sexual situations, oral sex (female receiving),smut folks or at least as smutty as i ever get.

A/N: Okay, that picture Tom posted has been haunting my ass since the second I saw it. I couldn’t help myself. And yes, I have for some reason spent my time on a new one shot instead of putting so much as a comma on my WIPs. What is logic?

A/N part dos: The bolded italics are supposed to be text messages. Hope that’s not confusing.

Word count: 2714

Feedback is always appreciated

Tom: You up?

It was 11:30pm on a Sunday night when you got the text. You had been waiting for it ever since you’d found out through mutual friends that he was in town for the weekend. You had told yourself that you would just ignore him this time; that this would be the time that you wouldn’t give in.

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➴ snapchats from tom | fuckboy!au — when he’s away, can’t sleep, and decides to be cheeky and have a bit of fun ✨

#IT’S 5:30AM AND IM ??????? i’m not sorry ahsksh Bye #this is what you get !!!#tom holland #tom holland au #*tomsnaps #fuckboy!tom #n0t safe 4 w0rk

"your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know what? here, lemme just-" with tom, if that's alright <33

“Tom’s staring at you again.” Your friend mutters, nudging your shoulder harshly.

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